NINE!

That's the thing not a lot of ppl tell you
You're only reading what you see on the surface
A lot of hard work and dedication goes into this craft
A lot of sleepless nights
Losing friends
Losing contact with family
That's the shit they don't see

Nine nine
Bitch im rolling that nine
Nine on my hip on my back on my wrist
Don't trip I'm running thru time
Don't miss my hittas in line
Ninety nine clips we splitting ya mind
Call me Montana I'm spitting with hammers
Sub woofers installed in that ride

I gotta confess a nigga just lied
I rather have whips with chauffeur's in mine
Then hit up ya shawty I feel so inclined
To get in the back and blow out her mind
I'm late to the function my niggas they dumping
Yo when are you coming
I'll see you at nine
Man stop the assumptions
I don't fall for nothing
We talking bout rounds
Then I give her nine
That's what I tell the lil bitch
Homie pipe down fo I pop you like a zit
Cuffs on my wrist
Cause I'm known to commit
Third degree burns like a mad arsonist
Stop all the talk and false advertisement
You niggas are wack I put that on my kids
You hopping in comments and say I don't got it
You must've forgot that I'm destined to win
Grinning, sinning
Cracking jokes I'm the number one villain
No kidding?
We spinning
My niggas cold hearted like they cripping
The shit that you feeling my homies be dealing watch out for yo blood get to spilling
Really I'm chilling but like Gojo sensei you don't wanna step in my dominion

Nine nine
Bitch I'm rolling that nine
Nine on my hip on my back on my wrist
Don't trip I'm running thru time
Don't miss my hittas in line
Ninety nine clips we splitting ya mind
Call me Montana I'm spitting with hammers
Sub woofers installed in that ride

Nine



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Writer(s): Joseph Guzman
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